I like to believe that after all of the years that I’ve been Bo Dukin’ across hoods, and putting myself in overall perilous situations, I really don’t get emotional about shit anymore.
Along came last week to show me otherwise.
It was one giant bundle of women being beaten and denied healthcare. What a fucking shit show.
That being said, I took the last two nights to catch up on my contract work, because a Bitchface has bills, and they ain’t small.
I’ve also been researching a thing I think I’ll do…I’ve been looking into my friends cousins case, where her boyfriend stabbed her over 100 times in front of their 2 year old. Guess what? That dickhead just came up for parole last month, and was denied for 3 years.
I guess I’m of the mindset that if you can stab the mother of your child over 100 times, I really am not comfortable running into you in the frozen food section of Publix. We don’t even have a commitment to one another, so how many fucking times would you feel comfortable stabbing me?
So, while I was looking into that jackass and his parole hearing, I went down a rabbit hole of domestic violence related murders. Can I tell you that as often as I say this shit won’t shock me, this shit still shocks me sometimes.
So, I’ve decided I think I’ll write a book on the matter. Maybe. Probably. I’ve already started it, who am I kidding?
I just think that more of a correlation needs to be made between the domestic violence and the murders. You’re not simply a murderer, you’re the dude who beat on that woman regularly, and then ultimately took her life. That’s a different kind of murderer.
I think that it is grossly underreported when domestic violence culminates in murder, and I think that’s a really large disservice to the general public. I want to know if my neighbor Bob across the street is beating on Sheila. Because I know that if she turns up on my doorstep at 2am, I need to grab my big Glock .40 before I open the door, because it’s likely Bob is coming to look for her.
I don’t want to be caught unaware. I feel like none of us should be caught unaware, especially in domestic situations because of the likelihood that any interference will get you murdered.
20% of people murdered in domestic violence situations are family or friends who stepped in to help the victim. That’s a lot of outsiders being murdered for trying to get Bob to stop punching Sheila.
Anyway, I’m back at it. Here, there, everywhere, doing what I normally do. That’s a grey area though, because I don’t think anyone is really sure of what I actually do. Hell, I don’t even know if I’m sure what I actually do sometimes.
Feel free to chime in. I’ve missed y’all for the last couple of days. Hit a Bitchface up.
Sounds like a great idea to me. Throw in a suggestion about ‘enhanced’ penalties for domestic abuse (kind of like the hate crime distinction), just my 2 cents (but it took 5 minutes to type and, at my rate, worth waaay more than 2 ;)
I cant wait to read your book!